Who's Really The Dominant Species?

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If you have cats, you know that they are amazing animals!  They are sweet, loving, and loyal, and they make great companions... But, every cat I have ever had the pleasure of knowing is always a bit more than that.  They are stubborn.  They seem to have a superiority complex ( or at least mine do! ).  It's almost like they think they are better than us, that they own us, instead of vice versa!  When they want something, they want it now, and not on your terms, on theirs!  And Shadow takes the cake when it comes to this kind of superiority!  If you don't believe me, just take a look at this picture.  Can't you see it in his eyes?

See?  Right there!

Now I don't have anything against this.  I think it's adorable!  But, lately, Shadow has picked up a new habit.   Every morning, no matter how late I went to bed, he jumps right up next to my peacefully sleeping face, and does everything in his power to wake me up.  At first, when he was a kitten, it was just meowing loudly.  And, annoying as that is really early in the morning, it's not terrible and I learned to adjust and ignore.  But, as he got older, he got smarter.  He learned that those kinds of things do not wake me up in the morning.  So, he became an evil ( but still adorable ) kitty genius.

Mwahahahahahahah!

Here is what I imagine went through his little kitty brain.

Hmmmm...  meowing doesn't seem to work.  I need to try something new.  How about this?
Here he begins to pull on the bottom of the door repeatedly, causing it to jar around.
Drat, no luck!  What can I try next?  Let's see...
Here he jumps on the desk and swipes at the objects until one falls to the ground with a loud crash.
Oh my goodness!  She moved!  I have to do that again.
Here he jumps on the shelf above my head and swipes an object off onto me.
Oooh she's moving!  But she's still not up yet.  I gotta try something else.
Here he enlists Smudge's help to stick his VERY fluffy tail right in my face.
It worked!  She swiped his tail away!  Oh no, she's rolling back over and going back to sleep!  I've got to try something else.
Here he jumps up right next to my face and begins to paw at my face and hair.
This one's really fun!  And look, she's up and moving!  Now she's grumbling at me!  Hooray!  I did it.  Oh wait, she's down again.  Ok, this has to do it!
Here he leans in very close to my head and, without so much as a warning meow, begins licking the inside of my ear!
She's up!  She's up!  It worked!  I have to remember this for next time!

That's right.  I'm the king.

So the cycle continues.  And I hate to say this, but, Shadow basically gave me a wet willy.  Ugh.

Fear me!

 
As I reflect on this I realize, my cat owns me.  He can get me to do whatever he wants, whenever he wants it.  I am no longer the dominant species.  But, at least there's only one of him, right?  Oh wait.

Look into my eyes.